“What fools these mortals be. (Acheron)”
“Lord, what fools these mortals be!”
“Shall we their fond pageant see?Lord, what fools these mortals be!”
“Give no poor fool the pretext to think ye are claiming knowledge of what no mortal knows.”
“There are two kinds of Fools. The real Fool is the most sincere of mortals: the Court Fool and his kind—the trifling, jesting buffoon—but simulate the family virtue, and steal the family name, for sordid purposes.”
“Captain of our fairy band,Helena is here at hand,And the youth, mistook by me,Pleading for a lover's fee.Shall we their fond pageant see?Lord, what fools these mortals be!”